Danganronpa 10th Anniversary Outfit Novels & Stories

I removed my normal gear and put on the clothes Sáta had given me if you could call it that, the black skirt barely covered my ass, and the shirt was no better a blood red halter top that showed off my midsection. I unbraided my long brown hair and brushed it, leaving it down. “Well, that’s as good as it’s going to get.” I said to myself before slipping a dagger into my ankle holster and putting my black boots on. I walked out of the tent and met up with the others. “That look suits you.” Sáta smiled. “I look like a hooker.” I retorted frowning, they were all wearing similar outfits. Thana was wearing a tight black dress that was as short as my skirt.

More than that, I have parents, a grandfather, and the demon twins, all of whom have my back. I dressed carefully, wearing a slim-fit tank top with a built-in bra and my matching leggings. I wore my favorite color, purple, although it wasn’t the bold, deep purple this time. It was lilac, and it played up my delicate features. I put my hair up in a smooth bun at the back of my neck. I already knew that I was going to be fighting today. No need to give them a ponytail to latch onto.

Marina had shed all her goth makeup, metal accessories, black clothing, and black nail polish in exchange for a blue sundress, nice gold hoop earrings, and curls in her hair. “I noticed most of you were even surprised when she took the stand because you didn’t recognize her without the thick makeup and clothes she used as her armor.”

Blue came to his face and continued licking. “Do something, Audrey. Get this thing away from me,” Bane yelped. I did even bulge from where I stood, instead, I just watched their adorability. So far, this was so adorable. … As usual, Charlie and Sarah had dressed me up for the occasion. A part of me mourned when I saw the color they had clothed me with; an off-shoulder short black gown with few embroidery on it. I silently wondered if the people in this pack were secretly vampires. Why didn’t they wear bright colors? It couldn’t hurt, could it?

I was in the final stage of my revenge, and I needed to act with caution, or everything would collapse. The hours passed, and every step I took through the fortress corridors was accompanied by preparations for my ascension as leader of the Noar. Banners, standards, rituals, aligned warriors, everything conspired to announce a new era. And, ironically, it was true. A new era was coming, just not the one they imagined. On the morning of the ceremony, Nara entered my room carrying a dress prepared for me: deep black, embroidered with silver threads that mimicked claws slashing through fabric, trimmed with thick fur.

I was scarily accurate with the details, making sure every single thing was perfect. It had to resemble my realm perfectly to satiate my need and longing for home. So I know I definitely didn’t miss anything. Once we got into my closet Rowen snapped his fingers and turned everything in my closet into funky 90’s style clothes. Brightly colored crop tops, windbreakers, overalls and stonewash jeans of all kinds adorned my hangers. I had every animal print piece of clothing there was, and in all different colors. All my shoes were high top sneakers and jelly sandals of all different colors.

Just the thought of Damon dying sent me over the edge of tears and disappear, I couldn’t help but think he had ended his life rather than live with that pain. “My dear! You look stunning!” Alpha Darren’s voice broke my thoughts as I twirled in front of him, my dress a flowing masterpiece. Designed to replicate my mother’s own dress she had worn back in the day. The sleeves were long and hung over my hands, the back had black ribbon crossing up to the mid of my back but flowing over my hips showing off my hourglass frame. It was a mix of black trimming and an icy blue tint to it to match my eyes.

She adjusted a few straps and tightened a buckle, making sure the armor fit perfectly. Next, she moved on to selecting a suitable outfit for him to wear for the full moon celebration. She scanned through Nathan's wardrobe, considering different color combinations and styles. Eventually, she chose a simple yet elegant tunic in a deep shade of blue, paired with black pants and sturdy boots. As Nathan got dressed, Riella helped him adjust his tunic and make sure his pants were tucked into his boots. She then handed him his sword and made sure it was properly fastened to his belt.